Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1632: Transformation to the ultimate battle (37)

Chapter 1632 The transformation to the ultimate battle (thirty-seven)

In just a few minutes, Bedivere was taken by the gravitational beam and flew back to the gravitational beam management room of the Desert Ship.

"Well, it's a ship!" Bedivere actually arrived only ten seconds later than Lawrence, so Lawrence muttered to himself when he first arrived, and the werewolf youth could hear it clearly.

"Boss, is this your ship?" Lawrence turned around in surprise and asked: "That's great, is it the heritage of the ancients? I saw such a black technology again!"

Bedevier didn't intend to deal with Lawrence. But on second thought, there seemed to be something wrong with Lawrence's words, so Bedivere was surprised and quickly asked: "Have you seen a similar gravitational beam? Where?!"

"Uh..." The bounty hunter knew that he had slipped his tongue and stuck his tongue out: "No, no, I haven't seen it before. I have an obligation to keep it confidential, and I shouldn't say this kind of thing casually..."

Bediver frowned: "But you said it just now. I guess---the Mohammed Merchant Group has this kind of equipment, am I right?"

Lawrence then gave in and shrugged his shoulders in compromise: "Okay... Boss, you were originally a member of the Mohammed business group, shouldn't you know better than me about this kind of thing, and you are still testing me? ."

"When did I say I was a member of a business group?" Bedivere grinned: "No, not at all. If I have to say it, I actually prefer the opponent who belongs to the business group, the business group. the enemy. You have to figure this out."

After listening to Bedivere's speech, Lawrence trembled as if he had been pricked by a needle: "Uh!...But boss, you acted yesterday for..."

"Just because the business group kidnapped my friend, I broke into the laboratory to save my friend." The werewolf youth then answered.

"You are so daring..." Lawrence covered his mouth and whispered: "What will be the consequences of messing with the business group, do you really not know------"

"I'm waiting to have a good fight with them." Bedivere was unmoved, as he moved forward on his injured leg: "Help me get Solar into the infirmary. Let's go, we'll talk about something along the way."

"Oh..." Lawrence was a little reluctant, but since he was already on the pirate ship, he couldn't give up halfway. on.

"Then... Boss, are you really not a member of the Muhammad business group? You suddenly appeared at the top of the glass pyramid and helped us suppress the out-of-control [polymer]. That should be the business group The job of an executive in the Guard."

"I just wanted to ask you," Bedivere asked, "Why are you the only guards in the entire institute to deal with the situation? Don't the other guards work?"

Lawrence stopped talking, seeming to realize that Bedivere was lying to him, so he hesitated to tell Bedivere everything he knew.

"Listen," the werewolf youth continued to persuade: "Although I said that I am the enemy of the business group, I am not your enemy. If I were, I would have killed you long ago. I won't let you go. Didn't you hear the news? The Muhammad business group is ruthless and unjust. After I let you go yesterday, the people of the business group released another [polymer] immediately All were killed and absorbed—all to silence."

"Really...really?" Lawrence stammered. But he must have received similar news, otherwise this guy would not have doubted Bedivere's words at all, but directly denied it.

Of course, this is all a deliberate smokescreen by Bedivere. There is one thing that no one else knows except Bedivere and others.

There is no second [Polymer] in the Institute at all. The reason why the institute was destroyed was entirely because Bedivere did not kill the first [polymer] completely, and it escaped later.

"Now that we're in the same boat (literally), you'd better tell me everything you know, so I can find a way to protect you." Bedivere continued, "You don't I don't know that I have been targeted by the Mohammed business group. They will do anything to silence them, and sooner or later they will come to kill you."

"But I've been serving the business group for at least five years...!" Lawrence was a little angry: "How can you turn your face and turn your face! These bastards...!"

"There are old scientists in the research institute who have worked for the business group for at least ten years. Didn't they die tragically under the attack of the polymer." Bedivere hummed, obviously putting pressure on Lawrence.

Lawrence was silent for a second, and his tone was finally relieved: "Okay... boss, what do you want to ask, just say it. Since the business group is such a ruthless organization, there is no need for me to be polite to them. But I know very little."

"You know less?" Bedivere sneered, but this smile actually involved the muscles in his injured leg, causing his aching face to contort: ​​"Can you be a senior in that kind of place? The security guard must know a lot of inside information, right?"

"No, no, you don't know anything about this, boss." Lawrence shook his head and said, "Everything in the institute is highly kept secret. I don't know what's going on with the higher-ups, but those of us Guys who are just working in there are generally only given a single job, and we just do that job. My job with a few other guards is to [get to the top floor when the alarm goes off to deal with it] We don't have to worry about anything else."

Bedivere was shocked: "What? They give you a salary every month, just so that you guys can be lazy and don't work at ordinary times, and only move to clean up the mess when things go wrong?!"

"Exactly. This was originally a beautiful job, until yesterday's accident happened..." Lawrence smiled wryly: "I guess I can't go back with such a big basket, so I ran back. Be your own boss. I didn't expect to meet you, boss again....Wait, boss, didn't you really come to me on purpose?"

Actually, Bedivere did find Lawrence semi-intentionally. After all, there were nine people who came to interview, but Bedivere ignored a better candidate and singled out Lawrence. But Bedivere did not answer directly, but made a joke to ease the atmosphere: "Yes, in fact, I am a member of the business group, and I deliberately found you, just to kill you secretly in this ship. "

"Hahahaha...that's not funny at all." Lawrence laughed coldly.

"So, you don't know what research the institute is doing?"

"I'm just a small person, I don't dare to inquire about it. It seems that the research institute is indeed engaged in some kind of very dangerous research. Of course, the less you know about that, the better."

"Interesting." Bedivere hummed. He saw from the beginning that Lawrence was the kind of person who wouldn't ask for news, and this was probably the reason why the Mohammed Merchant Corps hired Lawrence in the first place. It seems that it is almost impossible to ask anything from Lawrence's mouth, because this guy doesn't know anything.

Nevertheless, this person may be unconsciously seeing some details of what is happening in the research institute. It would be a loss to let him go like this.

"Eve, give this Mr. Lawrence free access to the guests on the ship -- I mean, give him maximum freedom of movement without letting him damage the ship's interior. access to any facility."

"Understood." Eve replied immediately, "The identity of this person has been redefined as [VIP]. The independent living room has been opened to him. The medical room and the gravitational beam control room have been opened to him."

Another scarab golem flew over and landed on Lawrence's chest, turning into a brooch-like accessory.

"Please bring the transmitter with you. Tap the transmitter when you need to use it, and the ship will calculate your location and use the gravitational beam to pick you up."

"Er, boss...?" Lawrence looked at Bedivere in confusion.

"It's just a precaution." Bedivere commanded: "You are absolutely safe in this ship, but it's hard to say in the outside world. I don't know what the Mohammed business group will do. It's time to attack you, but I know they'll kill you sooner or later. If you feel in danger, don't hesitate to use the gravitational beam to flee the scene. . .

Unless the opponent also chased after him with an iron cavalry, and fired at Lawrence who was attracted by the gravitational beam in mid-air. But that's extremely unlikely, let alone hitting something sucked up by a gravitational beam in high-speed flight.

"Uh... well, thanks. I don't know what's going on here, but thanks," Lawrence said.

At this time, Bedivere has brought Lawrence to the infirmary of the sand ship. He started **** as soon as he entered.

"Hurry up and take off Solar's clothes," Bedivere said as soon as he took off his shirt.

"Uh, what?" Lawrence turned his face away: "Oh, boss, pay attention to being decent..."

"You can't wear clothes when entering the medical cabin~IndoMTL.com~ That's all." Bedivere didn't bother to explain too much to Lawrence. At this time, he had already taken off his pants, and the medical cabin beside him also told him Will opened, waiting for the werewolf youth who was completely naked to lie in.

"This...is that so..." Lawrence then smiled bitterly: "It's the black technology of the ancients again."

"Eve," Bedivere took off his panties, and half-lying in the medical cabin, asked, "How long will it take for the wound on my leg to be completely healed?"

"The ligament is torn, and the second degree frostbite is extensive. It will take about 20 minutes for complete treatment."

"So soon?" Lawrence snorted.

"You also remember how this infirmary is used," Bedivere gave the bounty hunter a blank look: "Maybe it will save your life."

Then he ignored Lawrence and lay himself in the medical cabin. The cover of the medical cabin was instantly closed, the oxygen-supplying mask was covered, aerogel poured in instantly and filled the entire medical cabin, and Bedivere fell into a drowsy sleep within a few seconds.